Cy's Point of View
"Oh there you are!" That old woman exclaims and takes my mate into a deadly hug. I can see her struggling to breathe. Finally she let go of my mate and enters the house like she owns it. I get up from my seat and rush to the kitchen, finding a perfect place to hide. I find an empty cabinet but being 6 foot 5 inches tall won't allow me to fit in there comfortably.
"Cy, I know you are in there! Come out!" the old woman roars from outside and I gulp hard. I look around to find more suitable place for hiding. My eyes fall on the window and I wonder if it will be right for me to climb off a window of my house. It will look as if I am sneaking in my own house.
"Cy. I know you're in there!" the old woman teases, her voice coming clearer, indicating that she is moving closer
